Morning Desire

by Unknown

Jul 2011 379 Views 10 comments

Morning Desire

Author: Unknown

I look at you through sleepy eyes
I touch your warmth and begin to sigh
I slowly bring you to my lips
I can't help but wiggle my hips

At first taste of your rich flavor
I slow down so I can savor
that glorious taste I know so well
OHHHHHH I love coffee, can't you tell!!

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Posted: Jul 2011

About this poem:

Having 2 children constantly breaking dishes, when I bought a new stoneware set.. it wasn't the color or pattern or price... It was the SIZE of the COFFEE mugs that I made my decision to buy on.. :D

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Comments (10)

thelmatallaGeneva, SwitzerlandJul 15, 2011

This is so cute, dear Country Lady. Thought it was something else. Lovely!

gbbgmanVidin, BulgariaJul 15, 2011

Ahhhhhh.....Double entendre... made me smile and well put...
and yes, maybe the size of the coffee does matter.

Enjoyable read.
Stephen.

country_lady67OPclarion, Pennsylvania USAJul 15, 2011

That was my intention

Odette67Penrith, Cumbria, England UKJul 15, 2011

Super poem Country Lady

Poetnumber1St James, Port of Spain Trinidad and TobagoAug 15, 2011

Outstanding,i love the way how you developed this piece.in no way could the reader figure out that it was actually coffe that you were speaking about until the ending and that shows a mind of great creativity,well done

Macduff5Newcastle, New South Wales AustraliaAug 15, 2011

Hi Country,

I was getting all hot under the collar there for a moment.

simpleME32Limassol, CyprusAug 15, 2011

Me...I'm a bit bitter my Girl said,Morning Desire or Nightime Flyer the fresh cream goes very well with my coffee.Thank you CountryLady..a very desireble poem.